This is a song about "Rosas gay"

But i got two a-mex's that look the same way

Bring it back to the old days,cause rap is so gay

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

You troubled bullied boy who are you calling gay? gay boy your daddy wants you

And i ain't trying to hear what you wanting to say

Call yourself yung jay cos you're new you're gay

For a perfect mother’s day

Who will make a gay pay.

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause

Those faggots won the gay off

But i ain't get to see you today

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

Its only for the real mc's not the gay,

And i can't even look the other way

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play